He wanted to be female. But he did not want to turn into a girl and then have to try to explain to the rest of the world what happened to him and who...he was. Even if he could convince everybody who he was (or had been), he did not want to have to deal with his friends and family who would ask why he wished to become a girl.After he became a girl, he could use the rest of his wishes to gain great wealth and property. It was important to make the girl-wish first, in case his new female. I didn’t recognize him at first. It was Don, the first guy my daughter blew from the Stuckey’s. We hadn’t traveled very far since we last saw him. It still seemed very unlikely to us that he’d show up here – then again, he did visit prostitutes.My daughter recognized him and immediately ran downstairs to give him a hug like he was an old family friend.“Well, small world!” he exclaimed as he greeted us. I walked down to see him as well. “How have you two been doing?”“Oh, great, Sir!” Buttercup. Corinne Massey was a lifelong fitness freak, so she had abs, legs and an ass that'd generate wet dreams. But even her abs were overmatched by Denise's washboard. She'd worked at a strip club where boobs, tan and flexibility made you rich. But her heart was in saving lives, so she'd sacrificed the money for the comfort of the gym until we took control of her schedule.One future anesthesiologist, however, almost stopped me dead in my tracks.Tanned and impressive, I'd forgotten that Colleen Blake. Gain in pain ka maja le rahi thi….Bahut maja aa rha tha…Jee kar raha to bas karta jayr…Kabhi bhi na ruke….5-6 min baad usne position change karni chahi…To mai ghodi ban gayi….Usne piche se under dla….Aur tez dhakke lagne lage…Aaahh aaahh hhhhmm aaaahhh aaaahh aaaahhh hhhmm aaaahhh aahh aahh….Piche se dhakke khane me bahug maza aane laga….Mai jhad gayi…Par uske dhakke rukne ka naam nahi le rahe the….Bich bich me mere boobs ki malish ho rahi thi….Maja to bahut aa raha tha….Par ek baar jhadne ki.